Neverwinter Forest and the fire will consume us

this is a phone post sry in advance *thumbs up*

He waited patiently, fully expecting to see his father emerge from beneath the boughs of the evergreens. If not him then perhaps Eshe would make an appearance, though he found he still was uncertain of his feelings towards her. It couldn't have been any worse than his mother, anyway. Bazi had taken on two males, and perhaps that had given him reason enough to try and find his footing elsewhere. His thoughts coalesced, burning slowly as uncounted minutes ticked by.

Then finally, his ears picked up an approach. Eagerly he looked to the woods ahead of him as if his silver eyes could pierce through the knotted trunks. But the wolf that emerged was decidedly not Scimitar. At least the last time he had saw his father, he hadn't been sporting a coat of gold. The drawl that came with his greeter was just as foreign. Understandable, but somewhat different than anything the yearling had ever heard.

"I'm here to see my father," he replied. It was the simplest answer he could give, though he was there for far more than a social visit. Still, Pasha felt he could be patient. "How long do you think he'll be?" Maybe it was long enough, he spend the time seeing the sights... though truth be told he didn't see what was so great about the greenery apocalypse that was going on.